Chapter 870
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Jiang Tingxu went straight to Mo Boyuan and whispered the matter into the man's ear.
The man's lips curled up.
"I'll handle it," he said to the woman.
With Mo Boyuan's personal request, how could the executive director refuse? Of course, he quickly agreed!
When the two long tables were put together, they could accommodate about twenty people.
Therefore, even if a few cameramen were added in, it would not be crowded.
The table was already filled with freshly roasted seafood, vegetables, and small portions of exquisite snacks, such as noodles, minced meat, steamed eggs, and so on. There were many, many, many things.
"Mommy, mommy, Ning Ning wants to eat that!" The little guy grabbed his mother's hand and pointed at the table excitedly.
Jiang Tingxu looked in the direction of his son's finger.
"Are you sure you want to eat it?"
That was … grilled squid, right?
Many people could not accept the smell of squid.
The little guy nodded heavily.
"Yes, I want it!"
Seeing that his son seemed to be very sure, Jiang Tingxu took a skewer and placed it on the plate in front of the little guy.
"Try it first."
In any case, if it was Jiang Tingxu himself, he would not be able to accept it, so he rarely ate it.
Sure enough, when the little guy took a bite, his entire face scrunched up.
"Pfft, it stinks, it stinks!"
It was not stinky, but it was the unique smell of squid!
Jiang Tingxu burst out laughing.
"I just reminded you."
The little guy felt uncomfortable at this moment. He kept feeling that his stomach was full of that stinky smell.
Children could not be described so accurately, so they just called it stinky.
Mo Boyuan sat on the other side of his son, watching his son's actions as if he was watching a good show. At this moment, he finally spoke.
"Mo Zhining, since it's your choice, whether it stinks or not, you have to finish it!"
Wasting food was not allowed in the Mo family!
Hiss ~
After hearing his father's words, the little guy's little face scrunched up even more. He looked at the squid skewers on the plate in front of him and felt even more bitter.
However, he also knew that it was impossible not to eat it. His father was watching, so he had to eat it.
Chi En was sitting close and had been paying attention to this side. Seeing that the child was indeed unable to accept it, he could not help but persuade him.
"Director Mo, if Little Ning Ning doesn't like it, why don't we forget it?"
When the little guy heard that there was an uncle helping him, he quickly looked at Mo Boyuan pitifully.
"Daddy, Ning Ning really can't eat it!"
It stinks!
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